Ning Zheng: ???
At that moment, his expression was utterly dumbfounded.
You're taking this that far?
I thought the protagonist was finally going to win, so I could lie down and relax!
And now you're telling us that even the ancient river of time has an old schemer lurking in it? That he wants to drag me into the water and deal with some terrifying mastermind behind the scenes together?
Someone who, like your Painter, hides behind the scenes causing trouble, manipulating one historical era after another and the heroes of every generation? What a damned beast.
"Are you serious?" Ning Zheng stared at the Painter.
"There's no need for me to lie to you." The Painter said indifferently, "Legend of the Human Ancestor was originally Xian's life story, the information he left for later generations. I've said this several times before. You were simply too lazy to think about it. The main story of Legend of the Human Ancestor was originally about resisting the False Humans."
Ning Zheng: "All right."
In the history of the past, had the living beings of every era encountered the False Human Calamity without realizing it, quietly becoming False Humans?
Had the entire past river of time been swept up by some calamity long ago, with their bodies secretly seized?
Had even the three major Esteemed Immortals and every Esteemed Immortal under them failed to escape?
Although the Nine Continents world had already been a dark mythology, the prehistoric story before him was simply too bleak!
What kind of False Human Calamity could sweep over everything?
"Farewell." The Painter did not stay any longer and left at once.
"That fellow never lets anyone rest easy."
Ning Zheng watched the Painter leave, feeling that he had dragged him into another pit, one he could not